Chapter 169 Xiao Fangu, Who Doubts His Life, Is a Crazy Old Man

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"Yo, another good show is on!"

"One of them is a disciple of Qingyunmen, and who is the other side, why are you staying with the inner disciple of the Divine Wind Sword Sect?"

"No matter how much he is, it's just right to watch the play."

The disciples of the major sects all held the mentality of watching the excitement.

Huo Yunjie was speechless when he heard Xiao Fangu's voice.

It seems that after Xiao Fangu was defeated by himself, he was stunned and always wanted to challenge again.

"Yunjie, I believe you can win." Ding Baixue clenched his fist.

She had witnessed the process of Huo Yunjie's sword breaking the river with her own eyes, and knew that he was very strong, and there was definitely no problem in defeating Xiao Fangu of the same rank.

"Junior sister, you are walking too fast." At this time, a young woman wearing the uniform of the inner disciple of the Kamikaze Sword Sect came up on the way down the mountain.

"Senior Sister Que, I know I'm wrong." Ding Baixue quickly apologized to the woman.

After entering the Divine Wind Sword Sect, Ding Baixue took out the preparatory inner disciple status decree given by Mu Ruxue and successfully became an inner disciple, and also received the guidance of this inner disciple named "Que Ning'an".

"You are already an inner disciple of our Divine Wind Sword Sect. You have to learn to pay attention to your manners, walk slowly, don't look sideways, don't talk nonsense, and be like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks, understand?" Que Ningan reminded kindly. .

"Yes."

Ding Baixue nodded, imitating Que Ning'an, maintaining a dignified lady's standing posture.

At this time, Huo Yunjie had already walked to the martial arts field with the cold light sword on his back.

"Xiao Fangu, is it interesting that you challenge me many times?" Huo Yunjie didn't want to fight. After accompany Ding Baixue to settle the entry, he just wanted to wait in the banquet hall for the arrival of Ye Feng and his party.

"Huo Yunjie, if you don't dare to fight, just admit defeat."

Xiao Fangu pulled out his newly bought spirit sword with a "clang" sound, squeezed the sword art in his hand, and made it float above his head, ready to fly out at all times.

"Then let's fight!" Huo Yunjie just wanted to deal with the fly-like Xiao Fangu as soon as possible, so he bent down and drew his sword, which is the starting method of sword drawing.

"Sword drawing?" Bai Minglu became interested.

Xiao Fangu looked around with his peripheral vision, and found that thousands of people gathered around the martial arts field. As long as he wins, he can raise his eyebrows and greatly increase the prestige of Qingyunmen.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fangu shouted and took the lead to use his sword.

"Don't be reckless!" Bai Minglu was about to remind, but it was too late.

If Huo Yunjie really knew how to draw the sword, Xiao Fangu, who took the first shot, would be at a disadvantage.

"Qingyun Sword Art: Flying Sword in the Sky!"

Xiao Fangu squeezed the sword in his hand and pointed at Huo Yunjie abruptly. The spirit sword above his head was suddenly slashed out with a terrifying sword force. Incredibly fast.

Huo Yunjie looked solemn and began to analyze the power of this sword, knowing what he knew.

Then, he began to draw his sword.

"Sword drawing, seven out of ten!"

Huo Yunjie did not strike with all his strength, but exerted 70% of his power, but even so, when the cold light sword was unsheathed, the entire performance field was still engulfed by the dazzling sword light.

"Fuck, it's so dazzling!"

"Is this a sword-drawing technique? This is clearly a blind sword technique!"

The disciples of the major sects covered their eyes with their hands and turned their heads to the side.

"What a strong sword-drawing technique!" Bai Minglu looked at the dazzling sword light, his eyes were stimulated by the strong light, and he couldn't help shedding tears, and the grass stem in his mouth also fell to the ground because he opened his mouth in shock.

Outside the martial arts field, some people with high cultivation bases cast surprised glances one after another.

Huo Yunjie swung his sword, and a sword light that was even more dazzling than the sun slashed out. With a "click", Xiao Fangu's spirit sword was cut off, and with unabated momentum, it cut off a corner of the roof of the banquet hall.

"This this!"

Xiao Fangu looked at the spirit sword that fell to the ground and was broken into two pieces in disbelief, and pointed at Huo Yunjie, stammering, speechless.

"Gone,

My sword is gone again! "

After a long time, Xiao Fangu knelt on the ground in despair, staring blankly at Broken Sword, his teeth trembling.

Xuan Ye Feijian is gone!

The newly bought spirit sword has just been used for more than half a month, and it is gone!

"What a powerful sword-drawing technique!"

"Qingyunmen Baiminglu's sword-drawing skills are simply scum compared to that."

"By the way, who is this person?"

After a brief silence, the surrounding disciples of various sects who were watching the play erupted into discussions.

"Yunjie really won!" Ding Baixue jumped up and applauded Huo Yunjie, excited like a child.

Que Ning'an squinted at Ding Baixue, who had broken his skills for a second, his lips twitched, and he didn't understand why Jianzi let Ding Baixue, who was so emotionally fluctuated, join the Divine Wind Sword Sect.

In this way, wouldn't it affect the image of the sect?

As the disciples of the two-star forces, Que Ning'an believed that they should be like Jingjing, always being reserved, dignified, and showing no emotions.

"Forget it, after all, it's someone from outside, it takes time to get used to it." Que Ning'an secretly said, and then frowned at Huo Yunjie's straight back, feeling that this person was very powerful.

That sword, I am afraid that even ordinary half-shaped monsters can't stop it.

"It's no wonder that the Misty Sect is highly valued by Jianzi. It turns out that they possess such a powerful swordsman genius. If they are placed in our Divine Wind Sword Sect, they can definitely be cultivated."

Que Ning'an thought about it, and then, she looked at the eaves that had been slashed by Huo Yunjie's sword, and her breath stagnated.

"Who destroyed the banquet hall?"

At this moment, an old man with a wooden staff and disheveled hair jumped into the martial arts arena, exuding the coercion of Gathering Yuanjing, pointing to the eaves of the banquet hall and questioning loudly.

Que Ning'an saw the old man's face and felt as if he had seen it somewhere before, and it was very familiar.

After everyone looked over, they realized that the eaves had been cut off. In order to clear the relationship, they all pointed at Huo Yunjie, who was embarrassed, and said in unison, "He did it!"

Huo Yunjie suddenly thought that something was wrong.

"here you go!"

Surprisingly, the old man praised it and said with a big laugh, "I've been unhappy with this banquet hall for a long time, blow it up for me!"

After all, the old man burst out with the terrifying pressure of the ninth level of the Juyuan Realm, rushed into the banquet hall, and threw everyone inside.

The next moment, countless dazzling beams burst out from the huge banquet hall, followed by a terrifying wave.

Boom!

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the banquet hall, which had stood for hundreds of years, was blown apart by the old man and collapsed into ruins.

"This!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Que Ning'an finally thought of something, and could no longer remain dignified, and was shocked: "This is the last Great Elder, because he went crazy and crazy when he hit the Spirit Sea Realm, he was removed from the position of Great Elder. According to rumors, he has already He was locked up by the sect master, how did he escape now?"

"Take office as the first elder? No wonder he is so fierce!" Ding Baixue was shocked.

"Elder Ding, what have you done!" A loud and deafening voice suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone raised their heads and saw an old man with white hair and beard standing proudly in the void, his clothes fluttering, like an old immortal in the dust. I saw his hands clasped together, gathered spiritual energy from all directions, turned into a palm print covering hundreds of meters, and grabbed the mad old man.

"It's the current Great Elder!"

Seeing the white-haired old man who shot, Que Ning'an breathed a sigh of relief.

When the mad old man saw the palm print that was photographed head-on, he held the wooden stick with an expressionless face and lightly tapped it. The palm print, which was enough to smash a mountain, collapsed, and his energy rolled back, knocking the great elder of the Divine Wind Sword Sect and flying out. , blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

This scene shocked the audience!

The first elder is a strong man at the ninth level of the Yuanyuan Realm, but as a result, he can't even stop the mad old man's blow?

"Hahaha!" The mad old man soared into the sky and flew into the distance.

"Old Monster Ding, come back to me!"

The first elder glared at the direction the crazy old man was flying, and was about to chase, but he coughed violently and spat out another mouthful of blood, his face suddenly sinking to the bottom, "It's only been a few years since I haven't seen you for a few years. what is the problem?"

On the mountainside of Feilai Peak.

Ye Feng brought the disciples here, and happened to witness the scene where the Great Elder was severely injured by the crazy old man.

"Elder Ding is crazy again!"

Ji Wushuang, who was in charge of leading the way, looked at the direction the crazy old man was flying, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

"That turned out to be the elder of your Divine Wind Sword Sect?" Ye Feng looked back at Ji Wushuang, widened his eyes, and looked very surprised.

All the disciples were also full of curiosity, wanting to know who the mad old man was.